"F*ck!"
Liu Zhizhong cursed inwardly without end. Wang Xiaohu, that son of a b*tch, sure knew how to play dirty. Wasn't this pushing it too far?
All he could hear was Luo Yanling breaking down and screaming, "Wang Xiaohu, you bastard, are you bullying me? We've already broken up, and I don't want to do this! If you dare to force me, Secretary Ma will not let you off!"
But who knew that Wang Xiaohu, with his cellphone in his right hand, would actually start taking off his shorts with his left, "Slut, I've got a damning video of you two on my phone. Do you think you can threaten me with Secretary Ma? Just behave, follow my lead, make me comfortable, and after I get the money, I will permanently delete it."
Luo Yanling was on the verge of tears. In this desolate wilderness, it was as if heaven and earth would not respond to her cries!
"Wang Xiaohu, you're so shameless, so utterly shameless! Why do you have to treat a weak woman this way? Can't you just let me go? Back then..."
